The early hours of the morning are always the best time to go crazy.
After knocking the man down, Xu Qingran turned over and jumped onto the platform to avoid the panic attacks from the other people. He chose a very comfortable angle and fired at another person who also had a gun in his hand.
However, this time the blow mainly hit the opponent's hand holding the gun, so he didn't die immediately.
On the other side, Shen Tingyu accidentally knocked someone to the ground before he even took out his weapon.
In order to comply with Xu Qingran's small request, he tried to be as gentle as possible.
But he hadn't been to such a small place for a long time, and he didn't expect that these people in West City were just for show, lying on the ground motionless after just one fight. As an E-type, he said that the fight was not very satisfying.
It would be great if he could find Minghai, because that guy is his real target in West City.
It is easy to imagine how arrogant he would be after knowing that he and Xu Qingran had the highest compatibility among the E types.
Admiral Shen was unhappy.
Xu Qingran worked with Shen Tingyu, and it only took about ten minutes for the checkpoints in West City Districts 11-10 to return to silence.
Although the average level of the West City guards is a little higher than that of the South City, and there are more S-level and A-level people on average. But if they want to stop people, they send such a few chickens over. How much do the people of West City look down on him and Shen Tingyu
Xu Qingran was not very satisfied with the arrogant attitude of the people from Xicheng.
"Maybe they are all busy." Shen Tingyu chuckled, "Busy doing things other than work."
Xu Qingran looked melancholy: "General Shen, look at how many useless people there are in West City. If we really kill them all, how many people do I have to ask Mu Ziyu to fill the gap?"
Shen Tingyu said to him: "If it really doesn't work, transfer some people from other continents?"
Xu Qingran understood instantly: "That makes sense. I will send a message to Adjutant Mao about this later."
In the dilapidated checkpoint station, the stalled car restarted its engine.
Both of them are veterans at getting into trouble, and they don't get much dirt on their bodies after a fight.
Instead, the car's windshield was splashed with some scarlet. After getting in the car, Xu Qingran calmly sprayed some water on the mirror, swept it with the wipers, and continued driving.
District 10 is a residential area.
It is the smallest area in West City, and it is also a rare place where there are not many strongholds to be overturned. Xu Qingran's target is actually District 8, but according to the route, he needs to pass through the disaster-stricken District 9.
At this point in time, even if he and Shen Tingyu brought the white dog with them, they might be able to force their way through.
However, it is unnecessary and a meaningless waste.
So they decided to find a place to rest first.
District 10 seems to be the most dilapidated area in West City. Most of the buildings here are simple mud houses with broken roofs. There are no mountainous areas, mostly endless plains. It may be affected by the deserts in the neighboring districts 16 and 17. There is a lot of wind and sand, and very few plants.
Relatively speaking, there are actually quite a few houses.
However, with such a scarce resource situation, it was obvious that the residents here had a very difficult life. Many houses only had a large light bulb in front of them to drive away the demons at night. This also led to the fact that they encountered more IV demons on the road than they had seen in other residential areas in West City.
Just as I was thinking about it, a few little blue devils on the side of the road suddenly jumped up.
Some of them stuck to the car doors, some stuck to the roof, and some even jumped onto the windows and windshields. However, before Xu Qingran and the others could drive them away, these IV little devils trembled as if they were electrocuted, lost their adhesion and fell to the ground.
Xu Qingran narrowed his eyes suspiciously and murmured, "Here it comes again."
The IV demons he met in West City all had strange reactions.
Normally, IV demons are timid and afraid of electricity. They are so fragile that they will avoid even the slightest current.
Nowadays, military vehicles are generally equipped with electric energy that can be used to drive away IV devils. So usually, when these little blue devils wandering on the road see a car passing by, they will scatter and give way.
Today they do not.
—Rather, since they entered West City, he had a vague feeling that the little devils here were particularly "bold".
They didn't avoid their car when they saw it, and rushed over one after another as if they saw some delicious cake or Tang Monk's meat. Even though they knew that there were things on the car that would pose a threat to them, they were not afraid of death and insisted on fighting against the stone with an egg.
When Xu Qingran first encountered this situation when he entered West City, he thought it was a unique trend among the West City IV Devils.
But when they passed those houses just now, they saw those small light bulbs, which made these little devils retreat and dare not come near. How come they bravely rushed forward when facing his car with stronger driving force
"You'll get used to it." Shen Tingyu agreed indifferently.
This situation continued until the sky began to brighten slightly and the demons became as still as deflated balls, and then they finally stopped.
As the danger of the night temporarily disappeared, the surrounding area gradually became crowded.
Pretty normal, getting ready to start a new day.
"Are you hungry?" Shen Tingyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly asked.
Xu Qingran paused.
I thought it was fine at first, but after Shen Tingyu asked me this, I actually felt like eating something.
He asked back, "Why? You want to find a place to get me something to eat?"
Shen Tingyu smiled and pointed to a road ahead that led into a residential area: "Turn right there."
"I won't do anything today, but I can take you to eat something delicious."
Xu Qingran raised his eyebrows and did as he was told. After turning into the community, he suddenly said, "Shen Tingyu, I found something."
"You seem to be very familiar with West City in Nanzhou?"
Since entering Xicheng, Xu Qingran has been reminded several times by Shen Tingyu while driving.
It's such a big place with so many areas, but he knows exactly which places can be shortcuts and which places are most likely to be the hiding places of bandits due to various environmental factors.
The question is, isn't this the place where the Silver Dragon Camp is governed
It was even a place of exile by the empire. Most people wouldn't come here. He also hadn't heard Adjutant Mao say that the Golden Wing Battalion had sent people to help. How did Shen Tingyu know so much about this place
At Shen Tingyu's instruction, the car finally stopped beside a flower bed.
There were only weeds inside and the flowers were dead.
After the engine was turned off, Shen Tingyu said, "I have indeed been to Xicheng before."
"It was a long, long time ago." He looked into the distance, as if he was immersed in memories again. "Now that I'm here with you, I find that this place has not changed much from what I remembered, so I'm just giving it a try and showing you the way."
Seeing Xu Qingran's scrutinizing look, he smiled again and said, "It has nothing to do with the troops of the Golden Wing Battalion. I came here alone."
"Let's go, I'm talking about the bakery in front."
There is a bakery in the residential area.
The old-fashioned and simple shop has no fancy decorations. At a glance, you can see an old lady kneading dough by the window. There is also a child standing on tiptoe in front of the window. After giving a few coins to the old man next to him, he happily goes back home with a bag of bread.
Before Xu Qingran got close, he could already smell the aroma of baking bread.
Although the shop run by the old couple is small, after going there, I found that there are quite a lot of choices.
In addition to bread, there are also handmade cupcakes, donuts, cute desserts and cookies. There are even Chinese buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks, etc. While he was still admiring them in amazement, Admiral Shen on the other side had already placed an order with the old man.
Seeing the old man's dazed and stunned expression, Xu Qingran realized that Shen Tingyu ordered three of everything in the store.
The old man looked fierce, and just frowned as if he was angry: "Go away, are you kidding?!"
Seeing the old lady kneading the dough next to him also looked up in fear, Shen Tingyu smiled gently: "I have money, and I really want to buy it."
Xu Qingran was watching from the side, and for some reason he felt as if he was a boss throwing money around.
Although other domineering bosses buy clothes and bags for the heroines in the mall, this one was very down-to-earth and bought bread.
—But it must be said that compared to flashy supplies, Shen Tingyu's spending money on feeding him pleases him more.
The old lady has a round face and looks very blessed.
Hearing Shen Tingyu's words, he smiled kindly: "Child, it doesn't matter whether it's money or not, the main thing is that I'm worried that you can't finish it."
"We both eat a lot." Even though the old man's attitude was not very good and his face was always sour, Shen Tingyu's tone was still very kind, "And we also have a big dog with a big appetite."
"Don't worry, there will be no food waste."
The old couple then packed up for them.
The delicious pastries filled several bags. Shen Tingyu grabbed a handful of banknotes and put them on the cashier: "Sorry, I don't have any change. No need to change."
After saying that, he and Xu Qingran left without looking back, carrying their full loads of things.
The old couple looked at the stack of the largest-denomination banknotes of the Kaian Empire and waved to him anxiously, but he could not get back. As the sun rose higher, more and more people came out of the residential area to buy breakfast, and the two soon fell into busyness again.
In a car parked far away.
Two men of outstanding temperament sat inside and began to enjoy their breakfast.
The white dog also received a portion of food exactly the same as theirs.
Although there was not much meat, it did not dislike it and ate it as elegantly as a noble queen.
Xu Qingran took a bite of the bread, and the aroma of butter instantly exploded in his mouth.
Different from the exquisite products of P, this one is delicious and full of the flavor of life, appetizing and can heal people's good mood for the day.
He looked at a little yellow dog running towards a small shop in the distance and wagging its tail at the old couple busy at the window.
The old lady smiled and threw a piece of bread to it. It picked it up and walked away happily with little steps.
"Have you eaten here before?" Xu Qingran took another bite, his cheeks puffed up slightly.
"I ate there, but I didn't pay for it." Shen Tingyu replied, "I couldn't afford to eat at that time, so I relied on charity."
The old couple are very nice people, although the old man always has a fierce face.
But every time before closing the stall, he would pack up the remaining unsold bread and give it to him, and then drive him away with a sour face: "Go away, don't be an eyesore here."
Shen Tingyu really believed that every time he came out, he would find that they had unsold food.
Until one day, he happened to see a man coming to buy all the remaining bread before the shop closed. The old man said angrily, "No, no, we have sold all the bread today."
The man was also unconvinced and pointed at the food he had packed in the bag: "Isn't there still some?"
The old man said sternly, "You know nothing. This is for our children to eat!"
Shen Tingyu didn't understand at first and thought it was really left to their own child.
A little later, the old lady saw him passing by and waved to him again, and then the old man threw the bag of bread to him.
It was a long time later that he found out that the two old people actually had no children.
Shen Tingyu thought that this might be the reason why he later became fond of sweets.
When he is depressed and anxious, just tasting a similar taste can remind him of the rare good memories in his life. This unfamiliar emotion can help stabilize his emotions that are on the verge of losing control.
After listening to this, Xu Qingran pinched the bread with his fingers and said, "But, they don't seem to recognize you?"
Shen Tingyu smiled indifferently: "It's normal not to recognize each other after such a long time."
Although Xu Qingran found it hard to forget Shen Tingyu's iconic black hair and blue eyes, but when he thought about it carefully, it was normal for the elderly to have poor memory.
What's more, judging from his age, Shen Tingyu should have been just a child at that time
"You won't forget the incident, right?" Xu Qingran thought for a moment, "If you're shy, I can go and tell you for you."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but add, "They said their 'son' came back to see them."
And gave them a lot of money.
But Shen Tingyu grabbed his wrist before he got out of the car.
With a faint smile in his eyes, he said seriously, "No need."
"They won't remember it." He said firmly, "After all, it happened... like a lifetime ago."
"And I don't want to disturb their lives, so this is fine." Shen Tingyu's tone was quite relaxed, without any sadness. "I finally had the opportunity to come to this place, and I really want to thank them... Why not do something more meaningful and practical?"
"For example, kill the villains here and clean up the surrounding disaster areas."
He said it nonchalantly, but there was a hint of danger in his tone.
Shen Tingyu came out of the Evil Tower and entered the military academy, and after graduation he went directly to Golden Wing.
As a key member of the Golden Wing, he worked almost all year round before Xu Qingran broke into his life. He climbed higher and higher in rank, and it was even more impossible for him to come to a place as sensitive as the Tianlong system.
It is a rare opportunity like this now, and the person accompanying me is Xu Qingran who ignores the rules.
Of course he had to do something more daring.
Xu Qingran agreed with his idea, so he didn't try to persuade him any further.
They filled their stomachs a little in the car before setting off again, and finally found a small hotel ten kilometers away.
The hotel is family-style, with a young couple and a daughter.
Although the accommodation conditions are ordinary, the decoration style is quite warm, and it is also a relatively stable place in District 10.
The room had a double bed, a sofa and a square TV with an antenna.
Xu Qingran asked the system to help check the room, and only felt relieved to stay there after confirming that there were no loopholes or strange pinhole cameras. The white dog didn't like staying in such a closed little house, so it rubbed Xu Qingran's leg and ran out for a stroll.
Although Shen Tingyu still couldn't accept the fact that his soul mate signed a master-pet contract with another dog.
However, the white dog has been behaving quite sensibly during this period, and most importantly, it listens to Xu Qingran very much. He reluctantly begins to like it a little.
After taking turns taking a shower, they lay down on the bed to rest.
Shen Tingyu came up later, and at that time Xu Qingran was already so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep.
He reached out and pulled the person into his arms. The person opened his eyes slightly, then closed them again without refusing.
Shen Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief.
The empty hole in my heart was finally filled after I successfully hugged her. I couldn't help but say, "Will it be my turn to drive tomorrow?"
Xu Qingran replied lazily: "All right."
The fingers hanging on the bed were quietly held by someone again. In his sleepy state, he heard Shen Tingyu leaning over to his ear and saying, "Xu Qingran, let's discuss something?"
Hearing his slightly suggestive tone, Xu Qingran subconsciously felt that nothing good was going to happen.
But I still asked him, "What?"
"How about trying to speed up the repair of my spirit pool?" It was rare to hear Shen Tingyu make a request.
Xu Qingran perked up a bit, turned over and asked him doubtfully, "Are we not considered yet?"
After asking, she took his hand and raised it upwards as a sign. Even the action of hugging can subconsciously transfer spiritual power between soul mates.
Shen Tingyu pondered and said, "This is effective, but it's still too slow."
Xu Qingran raised his eyebrows: "I thought you said it yourself, to proceed step by step and take it slow and steady?"
After asking, he heard the person hugging him reply in a soft voice: "That was the original plan, but there was a small accident recently."
"Someone told me that Mu Ziyue has researched something that can make people with internal injuries in their spirit pools feel uncomfortable, and she wants to use it to target and control me."
What Shen Tingyu said inexplicably reminded Xu Qingran of the golden hoop in "Journey to the West".
This eldest prince wants to be the Tang Monk who can control Shen Tingyu
So if we cut off his meat and cook it, then eating it can help us live longer
Xu Qingran was quite willing to cooperate and asked him first: "We have been trying it every day during this period. Have you felt any changes?"
Shen Tingyu thought seriously: "I didn't observe it specifically, but according to the time calculation, I should need to inject myself with new inhibitors, but I don't feel any discomfort or headache now."
So, it should be effective.
Xu Qingran nodded and asked, "Then what can I do to speed up the repair of your spirit pool?"
Shen Tingyu suddenly stopped talking.
Until Xu Qingran felt his lips being touched by the warmth of fingertips.
The finger that was pressed against it was rubbing it restlessly, and there was a hint of ambiguity in its silent movements.
He was confused for a moment, but soon he was enlightened by this extremely aggressive action.
Then, silence followed.
It was not until a long time later that Shen Tingyu asked him in a deep voice: "Is it okay?"
For soul mates, how can we enhance the transmission of deep spiritual power without relying on any tools
This requires both mental and external stimulation.
From holding hands to hugging, to further kissing, and even further intimate contact, the sense of 'stimulation' provided is different.
If you are not satisfied with the spiritual comfort gained from the previous step, it means you need to move on to the next step.
Shen Tingyu waited obediently for the answer, and fully respected Xu Qingran before he expressed his wishes, and did not take the initiative to cross the line. In Xu Qingran's eyes, he looked like a well-behaved big dog at this moment.
He couldn't help but laugh at his own imagination.
After raising her hand and gently stroking Shen Tingyu's eyes, she squinted and said, "If you make me uncomfortable, I will really kick you out."
Shen Tingyu's eyes suddenly darkened, he lowered his head and gently nudged him and asked, "Don't you want to give me three chances to try and fail?"
The voice is low.
Xu Qingran chuckled and ruthlessly refused: "No."
The light in the room was originally dim.
The atmosphere on the bed became a little sticky as Shen Tingyu lowered his head and moved closer. His eyes were so deep that they seemed to make people deeply indulge.
Xu Qingran has lived two lifetimes and experienced many thrilling life and death crises.
My heart has never been beating so fast as it is now.
The dog man is quite capable.
He thought silently in his heart, it actually made his heart beat.
Good things may always take time.
Before Shen Tingyu kissed the girl, a loud noise like thunder suddenly sounded outside the house, followed by a group of people shouting and the screams of men and women.
They didn't want to bother with it.
But the knocking sound started again on the door of the rooms in this row.
The person knocking kept knocking until he reached their door.
He made a drunkard’s voice: “If there’s anyone here, come out now, or I’ll go in and arrest them, hahahahahahaha!”
Shen Tingyu silently turned over and got out of bed.
He first took his spiritual knife, then opened the door, and kicked the man away before he could speak again. Before he walked out and closed the door again, Xu Qingran noticed the fierce red light in his eyes again.
The soundproofing of the rooms in small places was not very good, and Xu Qingran knew what was happening outside after just a quick listen.
He turned over and buried his head in the pillow, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
Outside the house.
I don’t know how long it took, but the noisy little hotel finally quieted down.
The young couple who ran the hotel were holding their daughter whom they had finally rescued from the drunk bullies. They were trembling as they looked at the man in white who, in a way, had saved them and the entire hotel.
His clothes and face were stained with bright red blood.
It was all splashed.
—There are always some people who are saviors, but their temperament makes people awe and fear.
"The people have been dealt with, you can deal with the bodies yourselves."
"We don't need anything, so don't bother us."
After leaving these two sentences, he left in silence.
The young couple, holding their several-year-old child, stared at the mess on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief but suddenly felt at a loss as to where to start.
This is a small, run-down place with a lot of hooligans and street bullies who like to gather in the early morning to drink, and come out in the morning to get drunk and crazy, or else ask for free rooms to stay in. It's rare to meet such a powerful passerby, but it's also rare to meet... Such a fierce one, who just killed everyone.
Especially the way the man was holding the knife and looking at them with cold eyes, it always made people feel that he was trying very hard to be patient and not accidentally kill all three of them.
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Shen Tingyu returned to the room and the person on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep.
He took off his bloodstained clothes and wiped his sword clean. Normally, even if he killed someone, he would always keep his appearance clean and tidy, but today - maybe he was really too angry.
Shen Tingyu is a bit of a germaphobe.
I couldn't stand having someone else's blood on my body, so I had to take another shower. After I washed myself nicely, I lay down on the bed in a depressed mood.
I can’t kiss anymore, but I can still hold the person in my arms and sleep.
As soon as he finished this action, the person in his arms suddenly opened his eyes gently, with a layer of moisture in his eyes, and asked him in a hazy tone: "Is it done?"
Xu Qingran's look was simply a silent seduction.
But Shen Tingyu was reluctant to disturb his sleepiness, and replied in a gentle voice: "Well, it's all settled, you can go to sleep."
Xu Qingran didn't fall asleep immediately. Instead, after staring at him for a few seconds, he suddenly asked with a smile, "Shen Tingyu, are you scared?"
Shen Tingyu: “…”
"If you are so timid, don't—"
The words that were spoken in a lazy tone were forced to stop before they were even finished.
Xu Qingran raised his eyes and looked at the man who swallowed the remaining words from his lips, his eyelids trembling slightly.
She tilted her head slightly to respond, and the corners of her seductive eyes were soon dyed with a layer of crimson.
Shen Tingyu's kiss was strong yet gentle.
With aggression, but trying hard to restrain.
At that moment, the look in his eyes upon him changed slightly.
He released his pride and intimidation as a psychic at the top of the pyramid, as if there was an invisible layer of oppression, tightly wrapping the person locked in his arms.
He lowered his head and tasted his prey again and again.
A hand had reached up to the back of Xu Qingran's neck and held it. He wanted to hold it tightly, but because of a hint of rationality, he tried to restrain himself from hurting the person who looked particularly fragile.
Until the two of them separated and exchanged breaths.
Xu Qingran, whose body was extremely sensitive and whose face was already filled with lust, opened his mouth slightly, and his voice unconsciously added a hint of hoarseness: "Shen Tingyu, you don't have to control your strength so much."
His eyes were filled with provocative arrogance: "If you are not fierce enough, how can you suppress me?"
Shen Tingyu smiled when he heard this, lowered his head and hugged him tightly in his arms, buried his head in his neck and whispered: "This is what you said, don't ignore me when you are unhappy."
Because they were so close, he could still feel the rhythm in Xu Qingran's chest.
Unexpectedly, it was more exciting than he thought.
He subconsciously tightened his hold on the person slightly.
Feel with your heart the heartbeat of the partner he has chosen.
Shen Tingyu and Xu Qingran had been "hanging out" in bed for quite some time.
Xu Qingran was probably quite satisfied with his rhythm. The spiritual power that flowed into his spiritual pool during the kiss became much heavier. Finally, he could faintly feel that the wound deep inside was being washed and repaired by the power of nectar.
Although it is still very weak, the effect is indeed much more significant than ordinary physical contact.
Later I fell asleep, and when I woke up it was already evening.
Xu Qingran, who had promised not to get angry with him, ended up getting angry with him.
Mainly because Xu Qingran woke up with a fever.
Then she buried herself in the quilt in annoyance and scolded him fiercely and softly: "Don't talk to me now."
Shen Tingyu also thought about it seriously and wondered if it was because he did not let Xu Qingran get enough sleep in the first place that made him sick.
But only Xu Qingran knows what the truth is.
"Ahh! Congratulations to the host, your spirit pool will soon be upgraded to 3S!" The system in the brain shouted excitedly.
Yes, Xu Qingran’s strategy mission has made progress again.
—Although he no longer regards this as a task.
It must be said that the advancement of his spirit pool always comes unexpectedly.
Is Shen Tingyu so innocent? A kiss leads to another breakthrough? If he kisses a few more times, will he be able to regain his supernatural powers
System reminder: "That can't be possible. The closer you get to superpowers, the harder it is to progress. Maybe if you take a nap, you might be able to—"
After saying this, it silenced itself.
Xu Qingran did not misunderstand and knew what kind of sleep it was referring to.
He didn't feel any rejection, but looking at Shen Tingyu's expression... he felt that he should give himself some time to prepare himself mentally before he dared to open his mouth.
Okay.
He actually quite likes the pace at which Shen Tingyu is talking to him now, it's very moderate, and he feels it's just the right level.
Anyway, this bad guy really caters to his heart in everything, and I can't find a reason to break up with him.
Xu Qingran is becoming more and more satisfied with her boyfriend Shen Tingyu, but that doesn't stop him from doing various things during his fever.
The system was afraid that he would fail to achieve his goal.
But Shen Tingyu's patience with him seemed to have no limit. He was an E-type person who had no patience with anyone, but he was extremely tolerant of him.
When Xu Qingran was unhappy, he coaxed her.
If he felt uncomfortable, he would accompany and take care of him throughout the whole process, and would gently rub his soul mark to soothe him with his own soul energy to help calm his discomfort.
So I don't know whether this advancement situation is special or Shen Tingyu's care is really effective. Xu Qingran's most uncomfortable stage of fever only lasted for two days. But the whole low-grade fever cycle is very long. According to the system, it may take a week for the spirit pool level to stabilize before it can get better.
The white dog came back the next day and stayed there since he knew Xu Qingran was sick.
Instead, he stayed by his bedside all night like a reliable bodyguard.
Xu Qingran didn't have the patience to stay in District 10 for that long.
They had already stayed for two more days because of his sudden condition, and they had eaten all the food the old couple bought from the shop, so after he was able to get out of bed, he asked Shen Tingyu to drive him to District 8.
In Area 8, there is a 'Temple'.
The middle-aged man in the platinum robe in the temple claimed to be a priest and psychic who could communicate with the evil god.
He was eloquent and had bewitched a lot of believers, who would offer him a pile of eggs, meat and vegetables every time they came, saying that they were tributes to him and the evil god.
Strange rituals were also being performed in the temple today.
In the center of the hall surrounded by people, a girl was tied up with special and extremely strong ropes. Her fierce eyes were filled with murderous intent that did not match her age. Even though she was surrounded by so many cold and crazy eyes, she did not feel scared, but just kept struggling in anger.
She was so strong that she seemed able to break free from the rope that was almost as thick as her wrist.
As the current leader of the cult, the man spoke.
His voice was hoarse: "Everyone knows that children are the only bridge that can connect us with the great gods."
"But not every child is pure!"
He pointed at the girl they had captured and said, "Special children like this, whose souls have already been infected by spiritual power before they even reach adulthood!"
"This kind of performance is the best proof that she is a demon apostle!"
After saying that, he looked at the other side of the hall, where there were adults lying on wooden boards, being treated by other "God's messengers" in the temple.
He had been stabbed several times and his lower body appeared to be seriously injured and bleeding.
All of these were made by this girl.
Therefore, the Temple believed that a child like her who had awakened the use of spiritual power earlier than other children and had such great strength and combat value was a messenger sent by the devil from hell to harm them. She was an evildoer who needed to be executed and bled to death in front of the great gods in order to purify the body that she had taken away.
He opened his arms and shouted to his followers: "Today, I will punish this evil child on behalf of the great gods!"
The adults have been brainwashed to the point where they cannot distinguish right from wrong. They cheer and support, and look forward to the next torture scene.
The tightly closed door of the temple was suddenly kicked open from outside.
The tall, skinny boy with brown hair and a gloomy expression shouted to the 'priest' who opened his hands in the temple: "You are wrong."
"The person the great god is going to punish today is you."
The girl who was struggling on the ground heard the familiar voice and looked up hesitantly.
She saw the man who rescued her and another girl from the warehouse that day, standing at the door of the hall with an arrogant attitude. The indifference in his eyes seemed to ignore all the threats around him, and his whole body exuded an aura of - if you dare to hit me, I will kill you.
However, he did not take action today.
Next to him was a man who was also very outstanding. His features were gentle and elegant, but his eyes were colder than the abyss of the sea. He was even more reckless in his attacks, as if he was born with a dull sense of empathy and compassion, and he felt no sympathy when he saw others suffering.
The messengers of God in the temple all have strong spiritual power.
At least for the people in West City, they were already very powerful fighters with an average level of S. However, such a powerful group of people were so fragile that they could not withstand a single blow under the hands of the man with black hair and blue eyes.
Their mental defenses can be easily penetrated.
When he kicked the heavy body away, it was as light and fragile as a paper sculpture. All the attacks they tried were easily resolved by the opponent. In his eyes, the people who surrounded him were full of flaws.
The girl watched intently, as if she wanted to memorize all of his skillful fighting moves.
Apply what you learn.
The more she stared at the figure, the tighter her fists tied behind her back clenched.
His eyes became increasingly fierce, and his back teeth were biting so hard that it seemed as if they were about to break.
Until the boy who kicked the door in took advantage of the chaos and came to her. After looking at her for a few times, he asked with a smile: "Why are you tied up every time I see you?"
The girl pursed her lips and did not answer, obviously feeling deeply humiliated.
Xu Qingran asked her again: "Did you hurt the person next to you?"
Refers to the one who was carried to the side for treatment.
The girl turned her eyes away coldly and refused to answer.
But Xu Qingran continued to comment: "The method is ruthless, very good."
His eyes were full of sincere praise.
After saying that, he took out a knife and easily cut the ropes that bound her.
At the same time, the commotion in the temple gradually calmed down, and more and more people lay on the ground and shut their mouths forever.
Until finally it became completely silent.
In the huge hall, there were only three of them alive.
The girl silently took off the thick rope on her body, and her dark eyes turned to the man who had just stopped in the distance.
The other party noticed her strong gaze and looked at her as well.
At that moment, the already heavy atmosphere in the temple became even more oppressive.
When the two people, one big and one small, made eye contact, the same thought came to their minds at the same time.
-irritating.
This man/child is so annoying.
(End of this chapter)